I, Me And My

Day and night twenty four seven
Have you ever wondered why?
The words we use most
Are I, me and my.

We forget to say we
Let alone they
But is it right to carve for ourselves
Such a lonely way.

Why don’t we think thoughts that include all?
Why do we separate ourselves
When we know that will be
Our downfall?

Individuals were made by God
He gave us an independent mind
God was loving to us
Can’t we be just as kind?

Its time when we stand
In front of the mirror and see
How we can try and change
I, me, my to we.

If we don’t change our ways
Till the end when we have to die
The three words will be on our lips
I, me and my.

Think, O intelligent souls
Would we have been born to die?
If God wouldn’t have been generous
If he would have stuck to I, me and my.

Love the feeling

What is love?
Is it the need to be with someone?
Is it to feel concern?
Is it to feel the emotions
Always on a run?

Does it always have a human form?
Does it need to have a face?
Or can it be just a cloudy dream
Enshrined in a haze?

Does it blossom only to possess?
Does it give only to own?
Or is it just a feeling to enjoy
Whenever you feel alone?

I know I am in love
But I can never make it mine
For my love is in the pages of a book
In a veil, in a shrine.

Can it not be love?
Can it just be a feeling mere?
Can it leave me forever
With the drop of a few tears?

But the strength it gives?
Doesn’t love proclaim to do so?
The feeling of loving all
Be it a friend or a foe

I can be in love
With a dream protected by a haze
I can be in love
With a faceless face

When Conflict Asks of Serenity

How does it feel to be divided?
How does it feel to expect?
How does it feel to be not understood?
How does it feel to lose self-respect?

Why do we do things that go wrong?
Why do we never decide right?
Why do we feel never at peace?
Why do we go through this inner fight?

When will we learn to not be wrong?
When will this ordeal end?
When will we be confident about ourselves?
When will right be our friend?

What is right and what is wrong?
What is the way to do the task?
What is the way you can smile upon yourself?
What is the answer to all that I ask?



The tide of emotions that sweep you away
Is it good, is it bad; you hardly know
You feel your mind to be at war with your heart
And you cannot decide which way to go.
You feel you are an island
Surrounded by the turgid mind
With torrential emotions showering down
Oh! Can Nature be never kind?

At one point of time the agony will end
Days will seem to travel in the same vein
But the smooth life that has been crumpled
Will it ever be the same again?

The answer you will get not in your mind
For your fair conscience has closed the door
You will get them when you kneel down before God
And ask for love nothing more


Love is the strength that moves us on
Love makes our obstinate mind weak
Love conquers all conflicts
Love is the only desire for you to seek